I take the newish camera with me much of the time. When I neglect to do so, I usually miss some photogenic scene.
For example, a couple of mornings ago, Betsy (the hound) and I walked past this poignant scene. Eeyore was alone on the fence, apparently part of the trash, or perhaps waiting for someone to rescue him from it.
But Eeyore was still there the following morning, allowing the saddest photo I’ve ever taken.